RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 131,932 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

What Was Once Our Room - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lonely, forgetting how to live now that you're gone,
walking by the lake, not really seeing anything.

Every once in a while seeing a couple holding hands,
walking along, their lives standing ahead of them.

Touching my heart with pure emotion, reminders taking
me into a spiral of sorrow.

Spinning and twisting me into the eye of a hurricane
where suddenly every thing's so still and quiet.

Not knowing where I've gone, nothing seeming to be
attached to my being, feeling nothing.

Realizing that I'm alone and have absolutely nothing
without your love by my side.

Turning away from life, not wanting to be a part of
it's essence any longer, going back home.

Now sitting in what was once our room together, now
only sitting in a darkened isolation without you.

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Comments about What Was Once Our Room by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

  • (1/16/2016 5:00:00 PM)


    great poem.
    nothing fills in the hole of lost love but poetry might be the only thing that helps.
    thanks for sharing.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 16, 2016



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